The Substitute Bride Can't Escape

When Olivia White came to her senses, she found herself wrapped in a blanket naked.

Feeling parched and weak, she knew she had been drugged.

When she looked around, she spotted a surprisingly large mirror right in front of her and a camera at the bedside.

Her heart convulsing, Olivia vaguely understood what was going on here.

As the effect of the drug kicked in, Olivia gritted her teeth to remain conscious. No, if that kind of video was shot, her life would be ruined.

There was no time for her to figure out the plotter. She struggled to get off the bed. Fortunately, the other party didn't anticipate her remaining strength and left the door unlocked.

During her work, Olivia was knocked unconscious and sent to this floor. With no clothes on, she had to wrap herself in the thin blanket and escape on bare feet. In case people would recognize her, she deliberately ruffled her hair, messed up her heavy makeup, and walked in the dark.

This clubhouse boasted abundant female and male prostitutes. The signs hanging outside the rooms stood for availability tonight. Blue signs represented men and pink women.

Olivia didn't really have the time to go to the hospital. Gritting her teeth, she made up her mind and searched the rooms with blue signs one by one.

Unfortunately, not a single soul could be found.

In desperation, she pushed open the last room at the end of the corridor. To her surprise, she found a man sitting by the window.

He turned back at the sound.

Despite the dim light, Olivia could still feel the man's sculpted features and lean figure. A perfect target.

"100 yuan for one night. What do you say?" She got straight to the point in a hoarse voice.

Ignorant of the price, she could only offer that much.

The man frowned unhappily and darted a cold look at her. Regardless of that, Olivia had to make do at such a critical moment!

She strode to the man.

"Get out." Vincent Barton opened his lips, his voice icy cold.

"You're picky about customers? I tell you what, I look fine, so this is not a bad deal." Olivia already forgot that she had messed up her makeup.

While she walked hastily, the blanket over her body was so long that it somehow got caught on a chair.

The blanket slid off, and Olivia stumbled. Losing her balance, she fell upon the man!

His palm feeling her smooth skin, Vincent was surprised to notice her nudity.

Getting naked for excitement?

Her face full of shame, Olivia struggled to get up but failed many spectacularly due to her feebleness.

In his mind, the woman was playing a game. Before he could impatiently push her away, he felt a stream of heat within himself and then trembled as if he discovered something incredible.

Because of a car accident, he got sexual dysfunction, and even the hospital could not figure out the reason.

It wasn't functional, and he knew he was physically fine. For that, he even suspected if he liked men.

Before he could mull it over, the woman on his body already lost her head under the effects of the drug. Sitting above him, she rudely tore at his clothes...

The next day, Olivia looked blankly at the messy sheet and her naked body full of marks. Her memories of last night were vague, and she could only remember a general picture.

She raped a pimp.

As the idea crossed her mind, Olivia turned ghastly pale. No, she must hurry away while the man was gone.

She didn't get his permission after all... If this escalated, she would be in trouble.

Olivia left a note with the number and password of her bank account. Since there was only 100 yuan left, and a small amount of money transfer required no authentication, her identity would not be exposed.

Not reconciled that she lost her virginity like that, she indignantly wrote down another sentence.

Then, she rummaged through the room for a men's T-shirt large enough to be her dress and disposable underwear. Cleverly avoiding the surveillance, she left.

The moment when she stepped into her house, an ashtray flew over!

Too late to dodge, Olivia was hit hard on the forehead.

She stumbled and shed blood before the pain got the better of her.

"Scoundrel, tell me, what did you do last night?"

Her heart convulsing, Olivia glanced at her furious father on the couch as well as her mother and sister who were holding back their laughter.

Olivia raised her hand to wipe the blood off her head and asked calmly, "Dad, what are you talking about?"

"According to your sister, she saw you fooling around and even sleeping with a man last night. Is it true?"

Olivia glanced at Jessica White who immediately cast her eyes down and showed an aggrieved look as innocent as a white pond lily, "Ollie, sorry, I worried about you and had to tell dad."

"Your sister is for your good. What, you fooled around and don't allow others to talk?" Greg White noticed Olivia's glare at his eldest daughter and spoke up.

"No, but I didn't fool around nor had sex with a man."

"You mean your sister wronged you?"

Frustrated by her father's firm belief in Jessica, Olivia felt bitterness inside her mouth.

"Certainly, we cannot wrong Ollie. How about I check her body? If she is speaking the truth, we will clear her name." Carol Clark stood up and spoke to Olivia gently, "Come, follow mom to the room."

"That won't be necessary." Instead of looking at Carol's pretentious face, Olivia stepped forward, "Since dad doesn't believe me, I should show you everything here in case dad would suspect that mom covers it up for me."

She unbuttoned her blouse and took off her jacket, leaving only a camisole.

When her arm, chest, and neck were seen, the other three all widened their eyes in disbelief.

Her exposed skin, covered with erythema, looked terrifying.

"I accidentally ate seafood last night which caused my allergy. I was staying in the hospital all night." Following her words, she took out a plastic bag. Holding packs of medicine, she claimed, "These are the medicine prescribed by the doctor."

Before Jessica could say anything, Olivia fished out a medical record and showed it to Greg.

The time on the medical record was clear. It was ten o'clock last night.

The evidence was certain. Carol looked at Jessica with inquiringly eyes. Biting her lip, Jessica shook her head helplessly.

"Jessie, didn't you say that you saw your sister with your own eyes?" Greg looked at Jessica with scrutinizing and knowing eyes.

"Dad, maybe, maybe I was wrong." Jessica hastened to admit her mistake before apologizing to Olivia, "Sorry, Ollie, it's my fault. That person I saw wore the same clothes as you, and you didn't come back last night. I was so worried and lost sleep. If I knew you were in the hospital, I would definitely have been there taking care of you."

Seeing that, Olivia couldn't help sneering in her heart. Jessica deserved to be called a drama queen. Her acting skills were getting better.

"Sis, you should be careful next time. Luckily, I know about your personality, otherwise, I would believe you try to slander me."

Jessica's face stiffened, "How would I do that?"

Olivia had been guarding against the mother and daughter. Before she came back, she deliberately made herself allergic and got a medical record from the hospital which really came in handy.

Without doubts, they were part of the scheme that she was knocked unconscious and drugged yesterday.

Although she escaped, she believed that Jessica must have sent someone to guard the club and knew she had sex with a man. Otherwise, she wouldn't dare to tell her off.

Olivia secretly clenched her fists to the point that her nails dug deep into her palms. The grudge was borne.

"Since this is a misunderstanding, honey, we should let it pass. Now I think it's time to tell Ollie about that matter." Now that her plot failed, Carol harbored another.

Greg looked a bit hesitant. Noticing that, Carol continued hurriedly, "Haven't we talked it through? Besides, I've already analyzed Jessie's situation with you."

Greg nodded and looked up at Olivia, "I've arranged your marriage. You'll get engaged in a few days and get married upon graduation from college."

"Marriage? With whom?" As she saw Carol's cankered smile, a foreboding rose with her.

"Vincent Barton."

As soon as she heard the name, Olivia clenched her hands and fixed her eyes on Greg, thinking that was her hallucination.

"As far as I can remember, he is my sister's marriage partner."

Three days ago, the Barton family members came to their door, seeking marriage for Vincent. Jessica made a scene after she heard it. She was unwilling to marry such a horrible man. On the following day, however, she calmed down, which surprised Olivia. In her mind, they should have figured out a way to cancel the marriage. Unexpectedly, she became a sacrifice.

"Your sister has a boyfriend, and her career is soaring, so it's not the time for her to get married. In the meantime, we cannot afford to offend the Barton family. As the second son, Vincent looks handsome and has a great family. That makes him a proper marriage partner." Greg spoke without looking at Olivia. In fact, he also didn't have the heart to do it. But between his two daughters, he liked Jessica better.

Olivia bit the flesh in her mouth tightly and didn't let go until she tasted blood.

When Jessica stole her boyfriend back then, she gritted her teeth and swallowed her pride. Since that man was unfaithful, she didn't care. But now, they were pushing her into the fire for the sake of interests.

She knew that the betrothal present from Barton family was a 200-million-yuan worth

contract.

After quite a while, Olivia smiled, "Fine, let it be."

She couldn't show her weak side in front of the mother and daughter. Marriage? What was the big deal? At least, Vincent was rich and powerful, and she could use a lot of help.

Greg nodded in satisfaction, "Go dress your wound. It must heal and doesn't leave a scar before the engagement party in a few days."

Back in her room, Olivia simply treated the wound. Luckily, under the thick blood, the cut was not deep. After she took antibiotics and antiallergics, the erythema gradually subdued. In the meantime, those ambiguous red marks underneath reappeared.

Luckily, she made it through the incident. Otherwise, she should have been kicked out of the White family.

Soon, it was the day of the engagement party.

Olivia sat in the dressing room in a dinner jacket. Along with her delicate face, her plain dress looked extremely eye-catching.

"Ollie, I heard that Vincent is already waiting outside. Remember to hold back your fear and don't cry." Standing by her side, Jessica 'kindly' reminded her. Her eyes were filled with jealousy towards the stunning appearance of her sister.

Vincent was the successor of a business empire, so what? That couldn't change the fact that he was a vicious, lame gay. After she married such a man, her life would be ruined. As the relative by marriage, the White family would get a lot of benefits. Thinking of that, Jessica was ecstatic.

Olivia stood up and looked at Jessica proudly, "Yeah? We'll see."

Jessica hated to see her like that. In a moment, enjoy your crying hour!

When they entered the banquet hall, she spotted Vincent in a wheelchair almost instantly. His side face alone was mesmerizing.

Despite his physical flaw, the air about him was still strong. He had the halo of an exalted king.